help, the grass is dangerous

Gossamer had finally recovered from her illness for the most part. She was still a bit weak and sore but all things said she was on the mend. A leg stretched up and she scratched at some patches of missing fur behind her left ear before snuggling back against her mountain goat hide. She was about to drift off again when she heard Azure call her name. Her left ear flicked up. Curious. She hadn't expected her brother to call on her but his timing was good. She wanted to talk to him about their training assignments, in particular about her sister Aris.

She got to her feet and peeked outside the den, frowning as she spied the ooze. "Dammit, it got you to, huh? Come on in. I'm mostly over mine. I might have something I can give you to help but I think it's up to each individual's immune system to beat this."